Saturday, December 27, 2008

VOOM Portraits by Robert Wilson

Aimei, Bao Hua, Ping Yong, Jeremy and I met up for lunch yesterday and then headed down to the National Museum to try and complete the tour we had started few weeks back of the entire Living History Gallery. Very luckily, it was the last day of the museum open house, so Bao Hua and Jeremy, both from NTU, were able to enter that particular gallery for free. 3 hours later, we were still unable to finish visiting everything inside the museum. That takes the total number of hours we've been in there 6 thus far.

If you have not visited the National Museum, you should do so soon. I find it really fantastic and interesting. There are so many things and information that you can probably visit it numerous times and still find new things to look at and learn new stuff from each visit.

By sheer luck, we chanced upon this exhibition at the ground level - VOOM Portraits by Robert Wilson, part of the museum's Season of Photography. It is actually only free-of-charge to members and for public it's charged at a price of $5 to $10. However, because it was the museum's open house, we were able to get in for free.

The portraits utterly captured us. These are not ordinary paintings, but are video portraits with models standing almost still. Models include actors such as Brad Pitt and Johnny Depp, Chinese artist Zhang Huan, and animals like owls and dogs. These videos are shown on huge-ass televisions which, according to Jeremy, are extremely expensive and probably custom-made. Each portrait is also accompanied by music and for some also with spoken text. You can see the pictures of the portraits here.

"Drawing inspiration from movies, art and history, along with design, dance and contemporary popular culture, Robert Wilson has collaborated with his varied subjects to produce a groundbreaking series of videos called VOOM Portraits, to be exhibited for the first time in Asia.

Making their debut in Singapore, the video portraits are looped with no discernable beginning or end, running endlessly as a framed work of art, hence, resulting in the visitor mistaking them for still photographs. It is only through closer inspection that Wilson's heightened language of minimal movement, choreographed gesture and precise timing are revealed."

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Robert Wilson coins a phrase accompanying the exhibition - A Still Life is a Real Life. I think it very nicely summarizes what is to be seen in this fantastic exhibition. In a way, like what Aimei says, it reaches out to the masses very easily, it is very easily understood and also open to interpretation, however you like it. Even if you are not into art, I suspect you might enjoy this exhibition anyway because it is fun watching the subtle and sometimes not so subtle movements of the models. In fact, my friends and I ended up wondering how they could stay in each position for so long (especially Johnny Depp - his hands are damn stable!), pointing out to each other the little details in each portrait and we took joy in visiting the other portraits and then returning to a previously visited one to find something about it has changed, whether the models' positions or the lighting.

I love the exhibition because now when I look at a portrait, I see life behind the stillness and it made me think of how it was made and how it was for the model, amongst many other things.

If you're interested, here are some of the details:

Venue: Exhibition Gallery 2 (ground level, underneath the staircase leading up)
Date: THU 30 OCT 2008 - SUN 4 JAN 2009
Time: 10:00am - 6:00pm

or you can click here to visit the website.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

What do you want for Christmas?

I think I have 5 days after Christmas for my alone time, finally. I shall travel and sit in a quiet corner somewhere and read a book, walk around and do some people watching.

No expectations, no need to smile unnecessarily, no need to do much of anything. And maybe, be able to do what I've been doing for a while now - to simply exist, but without the guilt.

What do you want for Christmas?

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Random post. Of table, bed and hamsters.

This is the condition of my room when I'm studying:




These are my hamsters when they are sleeping:


We watched YZ caroling. Right. Inside. Carrefour.

After handbells rehearsal today, went to watch Yizhen caroling with NTU's choir at Plaza Singapura's Carrefour. Watching her sing was a little odd and Yiang Shan agreed, especially when we're used to performing together with her on percussion. Nevertheless, it was interesting and pleasant to watch and listen.

Although I have to say having a group caroling right inside Carrefour at one tiny corner in front of the bakery section and just behind the freezers, squeezed in between some refrigerators and a shelf full of loaves of bread, is an... interesting... experience. I still don't believe we actually went all the way into Carrefour to watch her sing. It is seriously so odd.

(red arrow indicates YZ)

I tried taking a couple of pictures of YZ, but whenever I have a rather clear shot, she is either looking down...


... or when she is looking up, some auntie decides to put her head right into the picture.


So I gave up after a while and contented myself with trying to detect which group is singing what and asking YS to stop teasing YZ and let her sing in peace.

The bass male soloist stuck out his tongue after his short solo! Reminds me of Pearlin and I in the past =D

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Brilliant minds

I think guys with brilliant minds are a turn-on, not just guys in uniforms. Isn't it ironic that while one is brilliant, the other reportedly becomes instantly stupid the moment the helmet is put on?

Doctors, doctors. *rolls word around in mouth*
I like =)

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

You are older now... and now... and now... and now...

From Ridzuan who saw this quote on tumblr,

I hate it when people say ‘this is a picture of me when I was younger’. Every picture is of you when you were younger.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

I am whining here

2 hours.
1 easy paper.
Everybody else scribbling away except for me.

I am envisioning a "D" on my report slip. Hopefully it's only a C.

Really let myself down this time. The sad thing is I am rather immune to it already. I just need a second lower Honours. Please give me a second lower honours by the time I graduate. Actually I don't even know anymore why I'm doing my 4th year. Oh yar, because it sounds nice. OK.

While others have an aim, are doing well and whatever else, I realize I don't have an aim, no confidence and no idea what to do. Seriously, it scares me like shit and I have this overwhelming urge to curl up in bed under the blanket and cry and hide and alternate it with watching anime when I feel like it. And still everyday (in school) I find myself acting like everything is well. In fact, I've kind of stopped whining to my coursemates (Haha, still whining here) except for the occasional obligatory because-everybody-is-also-talking-about-it complain because I know they can't do anything and it's stupid to whine to them anyway. Tell me you like to hear your colleague whine to you and I will whine to you as much as I can. Wah, not bad, at least I know how to hide liao. Yar, except that the other day another coursemate asked if I'm OK because my face was completely black after the paper. Haha! Hey, at least I am not volunteering information about how many hours I studied!

Somebody told me I am a strong woman. So not true. I think I have strong bones though. Maybe he means that.

Feel like taking a 2 day trip out of Singapore.

OK, need to go recharge my phone and head to rehearsal. Hope you enjoyed reading about my whining.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Lie in bed and do nothing

I think it has become painfully obvious (to me) that one's lack of confidence can have a detrimental effect on everything else. Nothing seem worthy of effort and everything else embarked on seem doomed to fail.

Or rather, perhaps more accurately, she don't see herself as being capable of anything. Which would explain why I have somehow cognitively interpreted the physiological reactions when in an exam hall as fear instead of excitement.

Yay. My 4 years of education in university has effectively robbed me of my self-esteem.

Ok, need to go back to books. Shall refute my own argument another day.